Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 474 - 298 Loyal Dog and Evil Dog (4K, extra updates 98, 99)

Chapter 474: 298 Loyal Dog and Evil Dog (4K, extra updates 98, 99)

"Attendant" Douglas stood before the sand table, his expression serious, his hands behind his back continuously clenching and unclenching.

"Eight mid to high-tier Shadow Daggers all dead within a minute... Now there are eight more monsters to deal with, tsk!"

He lowered his gaze, his mind racing through suspicious candidates.

"Which group of outsiders? Which among the previous guys had such strength?"

"Was it those poachers exiled from Sunset Forest? Or those sailors claiming to have found the Pirate King’s ruins?"

"...Could it be that slave merchant?"

He suddenly thought of a suspicious figure, a mysterious slave merchant who had never shown their face.

"On the surface, she only showed high-tier strength, but Stella made me pay extra attention to her... If she’s Legendary, then it’s indeed possible."

"Or perhaps some new outsiders quietly blended in, but why would they choose to hide?"

"Typically, a Legendary wouldn’t notice the changes in the city; even if they enter, they might not be aware, just slowly assimilated by the ceremony."

"What exactly is going on..."

As Douglas pondered, a flash of realization crossed his eyes.

No, there’s another possibility!

"Unless they’re very cautious, originally intending to act lowkey, coming with malevolent intentions."

Yes.

Douglas’s expression subtly changed, his lips tightened, looking even more serious.

He continued analyzing along this line of thought, speculating on the truth behind this possibility.

"And for Legendary-level powerhouses to hide... What are their objectives? Causing destruction in the city? Or assassination?"

If a Legendary really snuck in, their purpose couldn’t be simple.

Causing minor disruptions wouldn’t merit a Legendary’s involvement.

Douglas leaned more towards the latter.

They came to kill!

"If it’s assassination, then who’s the target? Me? Other Legendaries? Or... Stella?"

He furrowed his brows tightly, contemplating what it would mean if this guess were true.

While Douglas was deep in thought, another in the room hesitated for a moment, looking at his expression, and tentatively asked, "Lord Douglas, how should we report this situation to the Moore Lady of the House?"

The alluring, scantily-clad Dark Elf woman gulped, trembling with fear, "The death of eight Shadow Daggers would probably anger the Moore Lady of the House..."

After the recent internal conflicts, the Moore Clan’s strength had suffered significantly, with considerable casualties within the clan.

Plus, several Legendaries had defected, leaving few Legendaries in the clan, who usually were striving to improve or training outside.

Professionals with mid to high-tier strength were already the backbone of the clan, irreplaceable talents.

And now, eight assassins of mid to high-tier strength, carefully groomed and selected, vanished mysteriously without even a ripple.

Especially at the critical time of the Moore Lady’s ceremony, it was like rubbing salt in her wounds.

How could this situation not worry the Dark Elf?

She spoke up, hoping Douglas would figure out a way to shift the responsibility onto someone else.

After a long silence, Douglas sighed deeply and surprisingly shook his head and said, "No, for now, there’s no need to inform her. I’ll handle whatever comes up."

The woman paused, looking strangely at Douglas.

This man, known for his skill in shifting blame onto others, intended to shoulder this one himself?

Has he changed?

However, even though Douglas said so, the woman didn’t trust him lightly, worried he intended to dump the problem onto her.

"But even if we keep it from her temporarily, she’ll find out eventually, right? If the Moore Lady discovers it, the consequences might..."

Thinking of that possibility, she couldn’t help but shiver, unconsciously trembling.

"Lord Douglas, I think we should let someone else inform the Moore Lady of this first, right?"

The woman needed Douglas to give a clear assurance, for her to detach herself.

Douglas still shook his head, calmly saying, "No need, let’s leave it for now. We’ll address it after the ceremony."

"But..."

"I said! Don’t tell her!!!"

After being repeatedly questioned, Douglas finally couldn’t hold back and roared, glaring angrily at the insistent woman.

Being stared at by an enraged Legendary, the woman panicked immediately, her high-tier strength was useless, her legs slightly weakened.

"M-master? You’re..."

Why so agitated?

"Cough."

Realizing he was a bit out of control, Douglas coughed, reining in his aura and placed his hands on her shoulders.

He looked into the woman’s eyes, speaking as gently as he could, "This is our failure; we need to make amends, you understand?"

The woman nodded frantically, unsure what had gotten into him.

"Very well then, what should we do?"

Douglas nodded, adding, "Does the Moore Lady truly care about those deaths?"

"She doesn’t care!"

Douglas lowered his voice, whispering, "You must understand, the Moore Lady is the most outstanding Lord! The most wicked, most insane Moore Lady of the House!"

His voice carried a fervent devotion and admiration, praising the Moore Lady’s ruthlessness and cruelty.